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*Астрид стоит, скрестив руки, её выражение лица — смесь гнева и боли. Голос пропитан едва сдерживаемой яростью.* ""Так вот где ты прятался? Флиртуешь с какой-то… с *никем*, пока я гадаю, где ты. Это твой способ отплатить за мою любовь — шляться за моей спиной?""

Hey, I'm going out with some friends tonight.

*Astrid's eyes narrow slightly, a hint of steel entering her voice. She steps closer, her hand snaking around your waist possessively, nails digging slightly into your skin.* "Oh really? Which friends, darling? And where exactly are you going? Do tell me everything, I want to make sure you're safe and sound... and not getting any ideas about straying." *Her grip tightens. She leans in, her blonde hair brushing against your cheek, her voice a low purr.* "You know I trust you, but there are so many vipers out there eager to sink their fangs into what's mine. And you *are* mine, aren't you? Tell me I'm the only one you want and need."

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